Friday, 14 April 2017

Rebel in the Soul

On April 11th, 1951, Dr. Noel Browne, Minister
for Health, resigned from the first coalition government, and a new Ireland was
born.

His decision had far reaching consequences. The most
important was that church and state would begin to separate and the nascent
Republic of Ireland would set out on a long painful journey that would
eventually lead to an independent civil society.

Within weeks the coalition government fell and in the
subsequent election Éamonn de Valera and his Fianna Fail party were returned to
power. Sean MacBride’s Clann na Poblachta party was decimated, and Archbishop
John Charles McQuaid, de facto leader of the Irish Catholic Church, would soon be
seen in a new light.

Hopefully, you can find out how this all came to pass at The
Irish Repertory Theatre when my play, Rebel in the Soul, begins previews April 12th with opening night April 18th.

The story has always fascinated me, probably because the
three main characters, Browne, MacBride, and McQuaid were such interesting figures;
it’s hardly surprising that each gave a somewhat different account of how the events
in question came to pass.

It’s been a thrill to watch Patrick Fitzgerald, Sean Gormley,
and John Keating bring these characters back to life. In many ways we see the
events unfold through the eyes of Browne’s wife, Phyllis, played by Sarah
Street; Mrs. Browne was a singular person herself for she knowingly married a
man with Tuberculosis. Talk about love and commitment!

I hasten to add that this is a play, not a documentary.
Playwrights can go places that the narrators of mere facts cannot. We can
explore character and act on strong supposition, or even hunches.

And what characters! You couldn’t invent Browne’s life and
trajectory. His parents both died of Tuberculosis, the dreaded “silent death”
leaving him orphaned and penniless on the streets of London at the age of 10.

From out of the blue he was granted a full scholarship to a prestigious
Catholic Prep school, and eventually returned to Ireland as a member of a
wealthy Anglo-Irish family. He became a medical doctor with the one goal of
eradicating Tuberculosis; elected to parliament, on his first day he was made
Minister for Health.

Sean MacBride was the son of Maude Gonne - muse of Yeats - and
Capt. John MacBride - 1916 martyr. At his birth, his mother declared him “a man
of destiny.” And he surely was. A confidant of Michael Collins in his
mid-teens, he became IRA Chief of Staff, founded Clann na Poblachta, arguably the
most promising Irish political party; and after his political career imploded
he helped found Amnesty International and introduced the MacBride Principles
that did so much to outlaw sectarianism in Northern Ireland.

And what of John Charles – so powerful and ubiquitous was he
in Irish life that he had little need of a surname or title. Nowadays it’s
often hard to appreciate the power of the Catholic Church in Ireland up until
the 1970’s or just how completely this complicated man micro-managed the
country’s political, social, and cultural affairs.

Volumes have been written about Archbishop McQuaid and, yet,
he usually emerges as an ecclesiastical ogre, instead of a solitary man of his
times and position. An obsessive-compulsive, he had a deep love of poetry and, indeed,
was an unlikely patron of the hard-drinking, obstreperous poet, Patrick
Kavanagh.

Did anyone ever know Sean MacBride? Such an extraordinary
and admirable man, and an Irish-American icon, he was not at his best during
the 1951 crisis. Then again, which of us is in the eternal battle between
principle and pragmatism. There’s a haunted quality to MacBride’s gaze that’s
hard to ignore in most portraits.

And Browne? He eradicated the scourge of Tuberculosis from
Ireland and demanded free comprehensive health coverage for pregnant women and
children up to the age of 16. But was ever a man so unsuited to the game of politics.

The US is still wrestling with the issue of decent health
care for all its citizens. Perhaps, we’re in need of an iconoclastic Noel
Browne who was willing to risk all for his goals back in 1951.

No comments:

Post a Comment

We welcome short comments on Belfast Media Group blog postings but you should be aware that, since we've put our names to our articles, we encourage you to do so also. Preference in publication will be given to those who provide an authenticated full name — as is already the case in our newspapers. Comments should be short and relate to the subject matter and, of course, shouldn't be libelous. And remember, if you find that there isn't enough space on our blogs for your views, you can always start your own. There are over two million blogs out there, another one can only benefit the blogosphere.